69|Those days of rescue
That Taoist priest! That Taoist priest personally invited by Yu Sigui to the head of the family! That immortal-like Taoist priest who sold them a magic weapon that could take the true form!
It's actually the same party of the demon Shao Zongyan!
The disciples who watched, took pictures, and took pictures while watching from the outside of the venue were all stunned, and many of them were angry when they reacted, and they couldn't wait to kill this pair of demons!
And the thief of alchemy, how did the side effects of this pill come so quickly and so strongly? That thief is also ill-intentioned, and wants to assassinate their division commander! Those who dance gods and exorcise ghosts have deceived me for not knowing how much money they have left, but they are not useful......
The people went to the corner to look for the deceitful thieves, but found that they had all fled early, and none of them would leave the top jar.
Sure enough, there is no good thing in the world!
The disciples scolded those Taoist priests who didn't do anything after taking the money and ran faster than a rabbit if they messed up, but they didn't dare to really go up to deal with Xu Jiangyuan. Although the photographic real shape he sells can't hurt people, it is a real fairy thing, and they have tried it many times themselves. What's more, the Taoist priest took a lot of people's qi and took it away, if he offended him, what if he used this qi operation method to retaliate?
Look at the chivalrous warriors on the ground who have been famous in the rivers and lakes, will there be a way to meet people in the future?
Most of them hesitated in place, a few were frightened away by the ugliness of the teachers, or because the enemy was too strong and broke their minds, they knelt down and begged for mercy with tears in their eyes, and a few loyal disciples walked over to support their teachers. But those who had taken the medicine were not sane, and as long as someone touched them, they would pull them to Bliss, and either scare away or overwhelm the few faithful disciples who did not want to die.
So when the employees and their families of the Wanxian League walked out of this blood-stained land, no one dared to stop them. Yan Hanjiang waved his sleeves and put away the photos scattered on the ground, and Xu Jiangyuan also collected some of them, but it was just the pictures after those people lined up at the beginning, and said while looking at it: "Yan Daoyou really doesn't join our Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance?" The photos you took have boosted our camera sales and reputation in the world, and if you join, you'll immediately get an employee award. β
Yan Hanjiang remained unmoved, and said indifferently: "I have no plans to work for the time being, it is enough to have Shao Zong's strict support." β
Xu Jiangyuan hated that iron could not become steel, and provoked his own employees: "Are you happy to raise him?" Just let him do nothing and gnaw on you? β
β¦β¦ In fact, he is quite willing, it is best to take Brother Yan in his pocket every day like when Brother Yan was struck by lightning before. Thinking so, he would definitely not be able to say such a useless ideal in front of the leader, so Daochang Shao pulled another thing to divert his attention: "Then can I live in another world with Brother Yan in the future?" We all have a deal over there, and it's quite convenient to live. β
Xu Jiangyuan looked like he had seen through his inverted nature, raised his eyebrows and waved his hand: "How you live is your business, I will take care of the room." Hurry up and build a foundation, I am short of manpower here, you are only a little cultivated, and the work of the world with thick aura and focus does not dare to let you go, and many after-sales services are run by the leaders above. β
Of course, he didn't run less.
The Thousand Mirage Pavilion is a pure female cultivator sect, and can only be responsible for the after-sales of female players, and all the male ones are outsourced to the Ten Thousand Immortals League. The employees who were sent to the Xiaoqian World to open an office also served as customer service, and from time to time they had to leave their stall to work elsewhere. Fortunately, Shao Zongyan has great luck, a great future, and a family member with high cultivation, so he can withstand more difficult work after building the foundation, and he can also spare more time to be busy with the promotion of Wanxianmen.
And he met a promising young man here......
Xu Jiangyuan touched his chin, smiled secretly, and asked Shao Zongyan kindly: "Do you know a Taoist priest named Ling Xiao?" β
Lingxiao? Luo Lingxiao? Fourth Senior Brother?
Shao Daochang grabbed his boss's collar excitedly, carried his whole person in front of him, and asked eagerly: "Is it a baby-faced, particularly shy and tender Taoist priest?" That Jin Dan was refined by him, and the things that came out of our sect would not be wrong, and the effect was so immediate! β
As if to prove his words, the emotional Shen groan behind him became even louder. Thanks to Yan Hanjiang's staring from the side, he rescued the leader in time, lest he exert too much force when he was excited and make any mistakes of principle.
Xu Jiangyuan was picked up and carried down, and he was still very self-contained, his face was not different, and he hugged his collar and sighed: "If you had used such a medicine at the beginning, those who chased and killed you would have been solved long ago, and you would have to hide and hide for so long and not come back to work?" β
"It was different at that time...... "At that time, the mentality was different, he still put himself in the position of a sinner, humbled to the dust, how dare he hurt these righteous heroes who are high above?
Senior Brother Luo dares to act boldly, much stronger than him.
He smiled and sighed, and asked Xu Jiangyuan, "How did Brother Jiang Yuan meet Senior Brother Luo?" β
Xu Jiangyuan shook his head and said mysteriously: "When you build the foundation and come to the office to find me, maybe you will be able to see him at that time." β
As soon as he waved his sleeves, his whole body gradually dissipated into the wind like ink droplets melted into the water. Shao Zongyan waved goodbye to him, held the bottle of Zhuji Dan and asked Yan Hanjiang: "Brother Yan, let's give them the detoxification now, and then let them write an examination?" β
Looking back, his eyes were full of obscenity, and his ears were as high as a burst of whispering. However, the Xuanlian Sect was originally a demon sect that studied the art in the room, and unlike those Jianghu people who collapsed and fled from this place in shame, these scenes were similar to forensic autopsies in Shao Zongyan's opinion, and they didn't have such a profound feeling.
What made him even more emotional was this place. This is the place where he was hunted to a desperate situation, and the people in front of him were the source of fear that drove him into a desperate situation and made him unable to get rid of his inner demons for a long time. And he is here today to cut off the suppression of his soul by those people, split the cocoon that trapped his heart, and regain his life.
The last trace of fear and uneasiness that pressed on Shao Zongyan's heart dissipated with this decisive battle, and the turbidity in his chest was completely removed and refreshed, and a small sound began to sound endlessly from his chest. It was as if an invisible eggshell wrapped around his body was shattering little by little, and fresh and soothing spiritual power seeped into the shell, bubbling in like a stream of water, washing his meridians.
After practicing in Qihua Small World for many days, his accumulation is actually deep enough, but he has always accumulated too many guilt, anxiety and fear in his heart, and his heart barrier has not been broken, and his cultivation level naturally cannot be broken. Now he has broken the fear of all those who have hurt him, stepped out of the shadow brought by that experience, and his heart has opened up to the heavens, and he has naturally broken the barrier and touched the heavens and men.
More and more spiritual power poured in, rotating in that shell, pressing into his body little by little, and merging into the dantian through the meridians and acupoints. Without taking Tsukidan, a faint treasure light naturally appeared on his face, and the pink calamity also expanded with the enhancement of the aura, suppressing all those who approached it strongly.
Yan Hanjiang tore away the piece of entangled luck, approached him without mind, and indulged those luck wrapped around him, turning into bright red silk threads that involved his own luck.
"Don't worry about being promoted, I'll give you the Dharma Protector." He pressed his palm on the top of Shao Zongyan's head, and he sat down on the spot, naturally putting on a posture with his heart facing the sky, and started this transformation without borrowing the power of foreign medicine.
The aura flowed in surgingly, and the eggshell wrapped in his body shattered and dissipated under the impact of the tide, Shao Zongyan's entire body was washed by the aura, and the meridians that could not be filled were transported in the dantian, and bit by bit they were accumulated, condensing into a drop of thick and transparent aura beads.
His soul seemed to have stood on a higher place looking down on his body, and when he closed his eyes, he could see the flesh, meridians, and bones on his body, which were incomparably clear and vivid, and would not interfere with each other. He saw that the acupuncture points of his whole body were opened, and he was swallowing the aura together, and the inhalation of his mouth and nose was no longer ordinary air, but only the aura was inhaled as if he had installed a leak.
Those spiritual energy did not enter the lungs, but the path carried by the retrograde river cart, from the back of the head to the dantian, and then a trace of spiritual energy was separated from the drops of water in the dantian to run the whole body. The waste products brought out of the blood and major organs were wrapped in the aura and spit out, dissolved in the air, and so on for several weeks, the body seemed to be bathed from the inside out, transparent and refreshing.
But the circulation in the body has changed, is he still a human?
The more he observed, the more he thought, the more he worried that if he didn't build a foundation, even the species would change.
Never mind...... The appearance has not changed. Anyway, he and Brother Yan had a cross-racial love at the beginning, and now the span is a little bigger, and it can be improvised.
Shao Daochang exhaled slowly, opened his eyes, and met Yan Hanjiang Qingjun's faceβhe said that he wanted to protect the Fa, but he had been sitting cross-legged opposite him and waiting. When he opened his eyes, he immediately asked, "What's the matter, the foundation has been broken, how does it feel?" β
ββ¦β¦ It seems that something has gone wrong and the respiratory system has been mistaken. He honestly spoke about his troubles, and the grass carp spirit on the other side laughed out loud without sympathy: "It's not that there is a problem with the respiratory system, but that your body has been refined into a leakless body, and you don't need to rely on external objects such as air and food to maintain your life." β
At this point, a little spiritual energy in the body is the foundation of the body, which is completely different from mortals. As long as the spiritual source is not dispersed, this body can live for a long time without eating, drinking, or panting, unlike mortals who have to rely on nutrients and air imported from the outside world to survive.
From now on, there will be no place to go from heaven to earth to the sea, and there will be nowhere to go in the universe. Yan Hanjiang took his hand and pulled him up, smiling with satisfaction: "So your leaders urge you to build a foundation when they meet every day, and there will be a lot of work you can do after building the foundation." And you don't have to eat and drink in the future, and we have a lot of things to do happily, so we don't have to pinch the time every time......"
Cough!
Shao Daochang covered his lips and coughed lightly a few times, reminding him that this was a public place and that he should pay attention to harmony when speaking.
In fact, those people in the back are not in harmony with them.
Yan Hanjiang waved his hand to rain coldly, washed away the medicinal power on those people, and then held Shao Zongyan to step up to the clouds, and ordered from mid-air: "After getting up, each person will hand in 30,000 words for a non-repeating review, asking for a thorough review of their own thoughts and practices, no plagiarism, no finding someone to write on their behalf, otherwise you will see your nude photos all over the world." β
The word nude photos is very unfamiliar, but erotic poems and erotic encounters have existed since ancient times. Only then did those untidy and wolf-covered knights understand what had happened, and they immediately regretted that they had died, but the photos they had ordered their disciples to take became their own handles, and they were holding them in the hands of the devil, and they didn't dare to die now.
The dark clouds and demon wind left, and everyone slowly got up from the mud, facing the colleagues and disciples who had just been reversed a few times, no one could speak.
It's better to live than to die! But before I die, I still have to finish my 30,000-word paper!
On the one hand, they rushed to the papers, and on the other hand, they found disciples who were still a little more obedient and rushed to the Shao Zongyan faction, especially the Song Room and Zhenwu, and invited the two most respected masters and Taoist masters in the martial arts to come and talk for them, and begged the devil to return the photos to them.
Not only did it record their ugliness, but everyone sat together afterwards to analyze it, and they also felt that there was a trace of their true soul on the photo. The demon Dao surnamed Xu and the two demons are already old, and after receiving the true soul and luck, they must have done it!
Thinking of where Xu Jiangyuan came from, everyone hated Yu Sigui to death. Yu Daxia himself was also remorseful and hateful, his eyes were blood-red, and he couldn't wait to go to Wanxian Pavilion for trouble after passing the hurdle in front of him......
But how to find it? Who would dare to look for it? Then even if it is not opened by the gods, it is also opened by demons, what can they mortals do!
Ten days later, everyone vomited blood and sent the written 30,000-word review outside the Wanxian Pavilion. He was accompanied by the head of the True Martial Sect, the head of the True Martial Sect, the head of the Songshi Daoist Sect, and the high monk Kongming of the Songmur Ruling Academy, and his disciples. There are also people from other sects, but they are far inferior to the status of these two people in the rivers and lakes, and they all rushed to such a small place just to see the immortals.
Shao Daochang already had his own office behind Wanxian Pavilion, and his family was lying on the chaise longue opposite the desk with the appearance of a begonia sleeping in spring, and when they saw so many famous people in the martial arts coming, they didn't even lift their eyelids.
But now that he is in the prime of his murderous reputation, no one dares to accuse him of his bad attitude, but they all politely salute him. Shao Daochang got up to greet the guests, took water from the water dispenser, and by the way, he promoted the automatic water purifier of Wanxian League.
The clear sweet water that comes out with a single button is indeed a very eye-catching thing, but everyone has suffered enough from the loss of the photographic real shape, and no one dares to buy it lightly. Only the True Martial Arts, the master of the Songshi Daoist, was bold, not only to buy them, but also respectfully asked them if they had any other magic weapons, as well as some Taoist scriptures read by the immortals to buy.
Such a big customer was immediately pulled away by Xu Daochang and went to the formal VIP room to talk. The face of the person who invited him changed a few times, and after all, he didn't dare to scold this old flattering demon to his face, avoided business, and obediently followed everyone to present an inspection.
Shao Daochang accepted them one by one, didn't open them for inspection, and said with a smile: "We will make copies and post them all over the world, and your photos are also rest assured, only the photos of you standing in line will be pasted, and nothing else will be posted." β
"Those photos ......" There were still people who trembled slightly and wanted to ask for the photos, but Shao Zongyan shook his head: "There are too many people in those photos, and there are no single photos." I think it's better for me to destroy it directly, so that some people after you have painted their own faces and posted nude photos of others. To be honest, you were able to frame me without any evidence, but now that you have evidence, how should you treat others? I can't trust your people. β
Some people are ashamed, some are furious, and some people don't believe that he will destroy the photos, and they are arguing for the nude photos that belong to them.
Master Kong Ming sang the Buddha's name, leaned in front of Shao Zongyan and said, "Daoist Shao, when is the time for retribution?" Lao Na thinks that outsiders should be merciful, and these donors have bowed their heads and confessed their sins, can these examinations and photos not be passed on and give them a chance to reform themselves? β
Shao Zongyan hooked the corners of his mouth, his crooked peach blossom eyes narrowed, soft and charming, as if he was going to be asked for by others in the next moment, and asked with a smile: "I was innocently hunted down and killed that day, why didn't I see the master persuade them to give me a chance to reform myself?" The patrons of Buddhism also pick the identity and family property of the object, but I don't choose. Master, there must be a cause and an effect, I don't care about the original thing, but I can't let them not care, otherwise how can they have a good memory and no longer persecute the next innocent person like they did to me? β
"Amitabha Buddha ......" Master Mingkong sighed, put his palms together, and bowed deeply: "Songmur Temple has boasted of ruling the world for many years, but it has caused the Taoist to suffer such grievances and have been wronged for many years. I have waited, and tomorrow I will go back to the mountain to hold a martial arts conference to clear up the injustices of Shao Daochang. Those photos of the Taoist can also be handed over to my Shaolin to destroy together, and this matter has nothing to do with the Taoist chief, and anyone who leaks it in the future will be held accountable by Lao Na. β